A New Year Approaches

 

December 31

is so arbitrary,

yet nostalgia rules.

I’m grateful, 2025,

for every door that opened,

for every one that was closed.

Even so, I’m leaving behind

what does not serve me,

doesn’t fit 2026.

I value my mind,

but I will be following my heart

in the new year.

When I want more, first

I will give thanks for what I have.

It’s a fair price to pay.

I’m preparing for what’s next,

knowing I am beating against time,

trusting I am ready.

In 2026, as in every year,

only one question matters.

Will I work for peace?